A really, really lewd thought?
A glance at the panel, Mel chuckled as she leaned back into her chair.
"Lila."
She poked at Lila's reddened cheek, stirring Lila's heated mind.
"Tell me what you're thinking," she teased with a foxy smile. "Or I'm going to be really lonely."
A hiccup hitched at Lila's lips. "It's just... ah! Our food has arrived!"
Her eyes glimmered with gratitude as the waiter delivered the plate of salmon steak to their table.
"Let-let's just eat first!"
Desperate, Lila held up the fork and knife, dodging Mel's amused gaze.
"Hm." Mel mused as she leaned into Lila. "Seems they only gave us a knife and a fork."
"Ri-right..."
Stammering, Lila's hands wavered to cut up the steak into pieces.
The knife's clang echoed in the silence, as Mel's lips drew near to Lila's neck.
"Should..." Lila shuddered as Mel pressed her lips on her neck. "Should I... should I feed you?"
"Sure, but what's so shameful for our Lila to hold her tongue?"
